Just venting

My life has been stressful lately.  Fortunately, the one part of my life that hasn’t been stressful is my marriage.  My dad has been in the hospital for nearly two months.  Aging parents and dealing with the mortality of your parents is something that is hard to deal with I’m finding.  While the health part is going well, the physical therapy part is rocky.  Being … Continue reading Just venting

Tis the Season

This came up on my Facebook memories today……..”(My name) is thankful to be married to the  greatest man ever!”.   This memory was dated November 19th, 2010.  Unbeknownst to me, a mere 16 days prior he was getting a blowjob in a hotel from Bobbie.  I screenshot the memory and sent it off to the “other wife”. Her response was……….. “:(.  It’s a tough time … Continue reading Tis the Season

Crumbs aren’t a banquet

One thing that people who engage in extramarital affairs all have in common is that they are all willing to imagine that the crumbs they are receiving is in reality a banquet.  They feast on those crumbs and call it dinner.  But why?  Why would anyone think so little of themselves that they essentially start seeing someone who is already in a sense cheating on … Continue reading Crumbs aren’t a banquet

The Last Dregs of Healing

I think one of the hardest things about an affair is the constant wondering.  At first you’re wondering if they’re still cheating and wondering where they are and what they’re doing.  Not knowing is, of course, one of the worst feelings ever.  And I can remember that feeling as if I were feeling it an  hour ago.  And some things still trigger those feelings, dumb … Continue reading The Last Dregs of Healing

I’m not looking for a fairytale

The last few day have been a whirlwind, even though I’ve been dying to come here and write.  You know, it’s amazing to me how things have just fallen into place.  Sometimes I just can’t even fathom it all or believe it all.  I have moments of disbelief about the past and the present, but in different ways. My husband is a very private person. … Continue reading I’m not looking for a fairytale